The first peaceful day

[Nephrite]

Huh, metals? Or something else?

For now, he will continue to proceed forward!

[Anastasia]

As you go you see more light. The stones themselves shine with a faint, blue-white light. The waters grow clearer and warmer as the light touches them, more pleasant by the moment as you swim deeper in.

You find yourself feeling better, reinvigorated.

[Nephrite]

Moore can't stop now! He continues!

He does wonder, as he's going along, if the Well isn't a Well in the formal sense, but just a deep reservoir of water and magic, deep within Celestia.

[Anastasia]

You swim for a good twenty minutes if not more, no longer tiring. You feel better and better as you swim, your energy rejuvenating itself. The light is bright now, enough to see everything clearly. The rocks are changing as well - at places, rock is replaced by crystal growths, jutting out and glowing brighter, warmer. The water's pleasantly warm now, like a hot bath.

[Nephrite]

Hmm, is it going to get dangerously hot as he continues?

For now, he simply proceeds forward -- perhaps he'll be able to see the source of this, after a while.

[Anastasia]

Any fire resistance?

[Nephrite]

30!

[Anastasia]

It's not but not dangerously hot, not to you. On you go - and ahead it's opening up again. A lake of some kind it looks like. You swim up and to the surface, various passages underwater leading further on. The roof here is blue-white crystal, heat haze around it. Pure, molten gold runs in streams through the ceiling, the crystal transparent enough to show it. Every so often a single droplet escapes, plunging to the lake and causing a burst of steam as it's cooled, swept away by the waters, down one of the many underwater passages here.

To the south is a little bit of rocky shore - rock utterly coated in gold, with great piles of it there, like cake batter drizzled down over ages. Long, thick sheets of it, to the edge and a bit over it, where occasionally molten gold drips down into the water from those golden edges.

[Nephrite]

"Well, that explains the heat." Moore says to himself. "But this can't be it, can it...?"

He flies over to the rocky shore to look around -- this is certainly marvelous and beautiful, if nothing else.

[Anastasia]

The shore glistens with gold as you look around. Nothing looks awry here - just lots of shining, melty gold.

[Nephrite]

"...An eternal well." Moore says as he turns back to look at what's going on, then he flies over to the other side to lean down to cup some of the hot water into his hands. "Perhaps...?"

He takes a sip of the water!

[Anastasia]

It's hot water. It's clean and clear and burns a bit going down. You feel better the moment you consume it, rejuvenated.

[Nephrite]

Maybe it isn't necessarily the water, but perhaps...

He sits down on the shore near the water itself to simply think -- think about himself, think about his true name.

Maybe this is the right place to do it in, somewhere as peaceful and healing as this.

[Anastasia]

Your butt's getting heavy and wet with...squishy-soft gold? You can feel it caking as you try and get comfortable.

[Nephrite]

Maybe floating on top of the hot water is a better idea. ...

Moore tries that instead.